Ruminations on my Tulpa experience

[Trepid]

I don't really know how to start this off without saying god help my tulpa because he will have to live with my erratic mind. I am going to get straight to the point on these entries and give what information is needed on this topic and which is best left out for the sake of reader sanity.

 

I decided to name my Tulpa Quinn.

 

His expected appearance:

 

He is a thin figure, 6ft in height. He has greenish-brown eyes, short dark brown hair which is an inch and half in length all over, a light beard which is the same in colour as his hair and has a warm smile. He wears a black waistcoat, red formal shirt underneath which has the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, a dark purple/black tie and black trousers and pointed shoes to go along with the outfit.

 

Well, now you can see he is one suave asshole (sorry kids). I will be reporting on how my pal Quinn is coming along.

 

~ Trepid

[Trepid]

I have been telling Quinn to make my dreams interesting and when I ask him he pulls out all the stops it seems. A few nights ago I asked him to give me a powerful dream and I fell asleep into said dream which was so vivid. It was about brightly coloured Gorillas let rampant out in my neighborhood. A bright blue gorilla picked up a child by the neck and flung him miles into the air only to land on the pavement. Quinn must have sensed my distress because the child was unharmed. One fucked up dream that was.

 

I have other dreams which I don't want to discuss in this post but I will probably later.

 

~Trepid